Trying to stay confident all the time is exhausting business. Although I would say I could afford to lose a couple of pounds (ok, maybe just a tad bit more than a few – whatever), I sure came away feeling like Miss Piggy Snorty Snort recently when I went out for Girl’s Night with three fabulously gorgeous friends. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have given my weight a second thought but on this particular evening, all I kept thinking about was on how my thighs rubbed uncomfortably together whenever I would cross and uncross them, how some particular body parts felt like they were shooting the knees, or how having a pooch is no longer endearing, no matter what the husbster says. Needless to say, the appetizers we decided to partake in barely got a second glance from me except for a taste here and there. And trust me, I was EXTREMELY hungry. Extremely hungry = unhappy Josie! And worse, they all stated that they were stuffed from these small, measly little plates of nothing. Seriously?? You’re stuffed?? No freakin way!
That’s it. Momma’s hitting the gym PRONTO!!! Hmph!